At first, the group leaned against the Peridot walls of the tower and closed their eyes to sleep.

After awhile it became clear that no one could sleep. Frustration seeped slowly began to seep in.

"Rock-Paper-Scissors," Seth suggested.

"What for?" Trey stretched his arms. "There's no one on this island except us."

Seth stared at the fallen pharaoh, "We're still posting a watch. Just in case."

"Yeah," Moxley agreed, "You never know."

Sasha yawned loudly and looked over the group, "Wake me up when that idiot Ezal returns."

Roman approached Sasha, "Do you really think he'll be back tonight? It's pretty dark outside."

"And he's a crackhead." Sasha rolled her eyes. "You really think wandering through the dark ever stopped a crack fiend?"

Roman smiled at the group, "Well, when the moon comes out and the sun goes down, your room gets dark, you start hearing sounds,"

Larrell chuckled to himself as Roman continued on.

"So Ezal should hum, hum, hum, hum, come, let me hear you hum," Roman leaned towards Sasha.

Sasha exhaled, "You just reminded me why I broke up with you."

"Haha," Larrell chuckled, "The Hum Song from Dragon Tales? Really, Roman?"

Roman shrugged, "I mean if Ezal is scared he'll be alright if he hums, right?"

Sasha pulled a pokeball from her belt, "I need your help," she muttered to the pokeball before tossing it and summoning her Gengar.

The violet-ghost pokemon rolled across the floor playfully before twisting it's body and arms with a familiar swagger, "Gen-gar," it chuckled and smiled at Sasha.

"I really don't wanna be awake with the village idiots," she yawned, "Can you put me to sleep with hypnosis?"

"Gen-gar," the ghost nodded. It hopped across the lobby and stood face-to-face with Sasha.

"Just enough to keep me asleep until the sun comes up, okay?"

"Gen-gen," the Gengar nodded. It's red eyes glowed for a moment.

"Thanks, Eddie," Sasha whispered as her head dropped and she drifted to sleep.

Larrell nodded, "I wish I had a pokemon that could do that. That was pretty smart on her part."

Roman looked over Sasha, "Baa-baa black sheep have you any wool-"

"Oh hell nah," Carlito drawled, "Gengar can you put me asleep too?"

The ghost mischievously shook its head, "Gen-gar, gen." It cackled, it's body melted into a dark shadow. Only its red eyes could be seen through the darkness. The shadow slid across the floor and to the ceiling.

Trey seemed unbothered by the phantom. He seemed eerily drawn to the darkness and unpredictability of the ghost-pokemon. (One day, I'll have a ghost-pokemon too.) He thought.

Moxley volunteered, "I'll take the first watch." Patting the jaw of his Raikou, "We only need three watches to get through until sunrise. Really two so it'll be alright."

"I just wish it wasn't so dark."

"Gen-Gar," The ghost chuckled before the shadow slipped up the spiral staircase.

"Where's it going?"

Carlito watched, "To play with those two women?" He suggested.

"Sasha's really going to just let her Gengar wander around outside like that?" Trey scratched his head. "Just let it float around and pull pranks on people while she sleeps?"

"Look like it." Seth opened a pokeball and recalled his Suicune. "We all awoke from Killing Moon at different times. Us three," pointing to the Shield members, "We were some of the first to awaken so yeah, we'll take this first night's watch because tomorrow when there are beds to lay in, we'll be comfortable."

Larrell thought to himself. "That's pretty sound logic but it won't work when the pharaoh's pull rank. I can point to one person in this room who is going to refuse to stand a watch."

"Who?" Seth scoffed.

Larrell immediately gestured to the sleeping Goddess, Sasha.

The three shield members all hopelessly shrugged.

Then, a scream resonated through the tower. The group watched as Mandy Rose and Sonya Deville both skittered down the stairs, eyes filled with terror.

"What is that thing?" Sonya snapped at the group.

Larrell exhaled, "You've never seen a Gengar before?"

The two shook their heads.

"Well, it's a ghost pokemon." Larrell explained, "Haunts towers and pulls pranks on people."

"How do we get rid of it?" Mandy shivered. "The only ghosts we've ever had to worry about are the Spiritomb and they leave us alone because we belong here."

(Belong here?) Larrell noted. (They? Are there more than one Spiritomb?)

Mandy groaned, "That thing just showed up in mind and started-"

"Wait!" Moxley leaned forward, "You have beds."

Sonya rolled her eyes, "Where do we think we sleep? We're just as human as you guys. We have a duty." Sonya crossed her arms, "Then, Mandy came into my room and-"

Sonya and Mandy looked at eachother.

"It just stood in the hallway and smiled at us when I was in Sonya's bed." Mandy recited.

"Well," Larrell cleared his throat, "Maybe you two should," he paused already knowing how misogynistic it would sound, "Sleep together."

Sonya flatly responded, "What are you getting at?"

"All I'm saying," Larrell innocently raised his hands, "is that if Gengar attacked you, he's less likely to come back if the two of you were…together?"

In the shadows behind the two women, Gengar nodded its toothy-grin in agreement.

Sonya and Mandy exchanged glances.

Then, behind them the ghost leapt out the shadows, "Gen-gar!" Startling the women. "Gen-gar!" Pointing to the sleeping Sasha.

"I get it," Carlito massaged his skull. "The Boss doesn't sleep on the floor." He translated. "Put The Boss in a bed or he'll haunt you."

Mandy and Sonya both cringed. "Okay. Follow us."

The Gengar's energy became less mischievous; it seemed pleased with the results.

"This is some bullshit." Moxley snorted.

"What?" Carlito shrugged, "We're getting beds to sleep in."

"We're not getting shit." Moxley explained. "We don't even know if there's more than one bed."

"She planned this shit." Roman realized. "Now, she doesn't have to walk up the stairs. She's making us carry her."

Larrell thought for a moment. (That makes a lot of sense. Sasha knew Mandy and Sonya had to be sleeping somewhere, meaning there likely had to be beds nearby. If these two are living here that also means there has to be food and water here. Letting her Gengar roam around the tower and recon the tower was a smart move. Even if there wasn't anything here at all, she'd get a good sleep and not have to listen to Roman's nonsense. Hell, Gengar's ability to slip around unnoticed could even be used to search the city if she really wanted it to.)

When Roman kneeled to carry Sasha he felt a hand on his shoulder. "Let's not make things any more complicated, man." Carlito exhaled. "Last thing we need is Ezal showing up with bro and it drives a bigger wedge between these two."

"He's right, Roman." Seth nodded.

"No one wants to hear those two argue with eachother." Carlito grunted as he lifted Sasha and carefully carried her up the stairs.

When they finally reached the top of the stairs, the group's hearts sank at the sight of only one bed.

"This is some bullshit." Trey shook his head and gestured to the massive semi-circular rooms bisected by the spiral staircase in the center. "All this room for one bed?"

"I doubt the Atlantians would have slumber parties here," Seth exhaled, "It's a lot warmer up here than down there. Besides, we've got our pokemon to lay with."

"Some of us do." Carlito corrected. "There's no way I can call out a Gyrados in this place."

"It'd be real nice to have a pokemon that's soft to sleep on." Larrell thought to himself.

Sasha's Gengar glided across the floor and ceiling, patrolling the room.

"Well," Moxley shrugged, "I've got watch." Heading back down the stairs.

Mandy and Sonya stared at Gengar, "You promise to leave us alone now?"

"Gen-gar," The ghost nodded.

Before the two turned away and walked towards the other room.

"Hey," Trey tiptoed towards them, "Being that it is a bit dark here. Maybe you two need a man in the-"

The two women rolled their eyes, walked through the door and slammed it.

"Really, Trey?" Larrell called.

"Can't blame a guy for trying, right?" Trey shrugged.

"Hey," Carlito muttered, leaning against the wall. "Did anyone note what they said earlier? Ghost types. If they had a pokemon capable of battling a ghost-type, would they have been scared?"

"No." Larrell shook his head. "They wouldn't."

"So they've got no real way of beating a ghost pokemon." Seth realized.